Chapter 43 Good News
Outside the window, rain pelted the streets in endless symphony, and the hooves of the horse pulling them along seemed to fall in rhythm with each pitter patter. red mane had come for aina early that morning.
Beginning-WIP
Energize it, then to poetic movements of the firing pins releasing it into space hurtling it towards its final destination and finally the startling crack of the plasma bolts firing in unison, shredding its way across the galaxy to its partner in crime as the symphony
Alpha and Omega: The Outlanders Chapter 2
No sooner did garth speak, the obscene symphony sounded again, echoing from atop the cliff. with kate leading the way, the alphas charged up the grassy path that led to the peak.
The Trees
But that curse would bring down the entire forest and the wonderful symphony of order that it kept playing infinitely world without end.
The Pompous Baron
My nose always smelled _everything,_ taking apart the scents so i "heard" every note of the olfactory symphony that was my everyday life.
Star Fox Lost Adventures: Tinted
The bluish-teal atmosphere was in perfect harmony, almost like a symphony. it was both raven's and crimson's home planet. memories started to flash by crimson. he remembered school, children, friends, and parents.
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Twenty Six
._" he laughed at that, which was at least one good sound in the eternal symphony of chaos around us. "fair enough, i guess. so here's the deal: mythic communities are like big dysfunctional families.
Chapter 11 - Blood Lust Part 2
"symphony mania!" shouted both alan and fiona but valice countered that as well with a torrent of water that appeared underneath them.
File #8
The entire ship felt as if it was coming apart, consoles sparked with the last flicker on power inside them, debris fell from the ceiling as the musical symphony of creaking metal came and falling debris came to an apex and then...
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Twenty Two
They flashed every color of the rainbow before popping in a symphony of funny noises that had me laughing like the little girl i was. and i _was_ that little girl.
The Northern Lights
They were night-hunters, almost kin of hers, winged silently through the trees and a symphony of tiny death-squeaks seemed to accompany her. she wished them good hunting, her mind lost to the quietness of the night around her.
Past me, the Present: Jump!
Bitter-sweet song of the quantum dream - its alluring symphony calls out ... will call out ... to ship and navigator alike once the compound will flow ... hasflown.